Well, I couldn't keep my mind from coming up with new stuff, so here is another story from me. Enjoy. CHAPTER ONE I am a single 40+ bachelor living in a large city in Texas. I lead a fairly normal life, working 40 hours a week as a manager. Being single, my sex life is minimal. I lead an active lifestyle and have many friends, both male and female. I am bi-sexual, so I know how to please both sexes. In fact, it was one of my gay friends who got this ball rolling. After attending a basketball game, my friend and I come back to my place. Not intending to seduce or be seduced, I am surprised when the conversation turns to sex. “You know what you need, you need a fuck-buddy,” Curt says. “What the hell is a ‘fuck-buddy’?” I reply. “A fuck-buddy is gayman’s lingo for a casual, non-committal sex relationship. The point is purely sexual pleasure,” he explains. I look at him with questions in my eyes. “It’s like this, say I am really horny, but don’t have a steady date. I have a number of other people that I can call to hook up for just sex. It doesn’t have to be fucking, it can be just sucking, sort of like what I want to do with you now.” I have been with Curt sexually before, but it was so long ago I figured he had just accepted the fact that we wouldn’t be together. It has been a long time since I was with a woman (or guy, for that matter) and rosy palm is getting boring. Curt looks me in the eye and says, “Please let me suck you, I have been dreaming of your cock since I walked in on you in the shower.” He had let himself into my apartment and walked into the bathroom at the exact second I pulled the shower curtain over. I was dripping wet, and he was kind of embarrassed. Having had a few beers at the game, I am in a loosey mood, so I say, “What are you waiting for, get over and have at it.” Curt comes over to where I am standing by the kitchen sink. He stands in front of me and, looking me in the eye, starts to unbutton my jeans. While he is doing that, his lips come closer to mine, finally planting themselves for a long kiss. He finally gets all of the buttons undone and slowly squats down, breathing deeply as he goes down my chest. Curt hooks his fingers in my belt-loops and slides my jeans to the floor. “I love it when you wear these string bikini underwear, it shows you package perfectly,” Curt comments. We workout regularly, so he sees my underwear in the gym. Leaning forward, he nuzzles the fabric of my underwear, breathing in the scent of my crotch. Moving the fabric aside, Curt releases my hardening dick and sucks the head into his mouth. Sucking like a baby on a bottle, Curt gets my cock to full erection, and then opens his mouth wide and slides my cock all the way to the back of his throat. Drawing back, I feel his tongue piercing on the underside of my dick, the ball rubbing right up the center. Taking my cock from his mouth, Curt sticks his tongue out and hooks the stud on his bottom teeth, pointing the top ball at my pee hole. Hold me still, he inserts the ball into my urethra and fucks my dick with his jewelry. It is a unique feeling, not unpleasant, just unique. Curt finishes with that and once again sucks me deep into his mouth, flexing is throat and jaw muscles, massaging my member. I hold the sides of his head and slowly fuck his mouth, varying the tempo to keep him off guard. Curt squeezes my balls and runs his hand toward my ass, but I squeeze my cheeks together, not wanting that at this moment. Getting the hint, he runs his hand up my belly and grasps my left nipple, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it hard. The combination of Curt’s mouth and his hand on my nipple gets a soft moan out of me, which only encourages him to suck and pinch harder. Remembering an experience we had on a beach trip years ago, I start to talk dirty to him, telling him to suck me and squeeze my nuts. He places my balls in palms of his hands and starts to rub them back and forth, rolling my nuts like he is making a meatball. He continues this motion and pulls down at the same time, stretching my scrotum tight. As I approach my orgasm, I go silent and enjoy the sensations of Curt’s mouth on my dick. Sensing that I am near to cumming, Curt slows his strokes and makes them deeper, kneading my balls at the same time. Letting my head roll back, my orgasm wells up from the depths of my balls, filling Curt’s mouth with cum. Curt eagerly milks my cock to get all of me that he can, and then loudly swallows, smacking his lips as he finishes and releases my cock. Looking up at me, he says, “That is what a fuck-buddy does.” Curt rises and lightly kisses me again, allowing me to taste my salty cum on his lips. My hand slides to the crotch of his Dockersä to feel his hardness. Backing away, he says, “Nope, not tonight, I am already promised to another.” He explains that he has plans to hook up with a limo driver and have raw gay sex in the back. I thank him for the blowjob and say that we need to hook up for real sometime, both he and I knowing that that will probably not happen. Cleaning myself with a washcloth, I wish he would stay, but he is insistent about meeting his other friend. I live in an adults only condominium complex, with the people ranging from their twenties to their seventies. A high brick wall encloses the communal pool and it is not at all unusual to see topless and nude sunbathing. There is also a fitness center with a Jacuzzi and sauna. I keep myself in decent shape with weightlifting and martial arts, having just received my blackbelt. The day after my encounter with Curt was a busy one, with meeting after meeting and clients waiting on the phone. I get home at around 9:00 pm and head for the gym to unwind. I am pleasantly surprised to see that I am the only one in there tonight, giving me full access to all of the equipment. I am about halfway through my workout when the door opens and a young woman walks in. She is dressed in denim shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top, topped off with white high heels. I have seen her at the pool sunbathing topless, her breasts completely natural and perfect at about a 34C size. Her hair is dark brown with highlights and is curly to her shoulder blades. I am sweaty from my workout, so I do not hold much hope for anything happening, besides, I come to the gym to workout, not socialize. We exchange greetings and I continue with my workout. I am doing leg curls, lying on my stomach and hooking the weight with my heels, and flexing my legs. The bench for this machine places my ass in the air. I start my set and hear a different sound than what I used to. I open my eyes and see the woman in the reflection in the mirror. She is looking at my ass and licking her lips. I continue my set and then get up. She is now on the stair-climbing machine and says, “Can you show me how to use this?” Walking to the machine, I say, “Sure, but you’re not exactly dressed to work out.” “Yeah, I know, but I just found this place and wanted to look around, so here I am.” I introduce myself and she tells me her name is Laura. I show her how to work the machine, and then return to my workout. Laura stays on the climber and slowly starts it up. Her ass is perfectly shaped, but her high heels accentuate it nicely. I finish my workout and she is still on the machine. To cool down, I walk slow laps around the gym, stepping in front of the climber. “Why did you do that?” Laura asks. “Do what?” “Walk in front of me.” “Well, I didn’t want to be rude and have you think I wanted to look at your ass.” (Which, by the way, I wanted to do desperately.) “But I want you to look at my ass,” she says. I chuckle and continue my lap. The next time I come to the stair-climber, she has managed to turn around and is now working on it backward. Stopping my walking, I look at her, because I have never seen anyone do that. “I have to pee,” she says. “The restroom is right….” I don’t finish my sentence because she closes her eyes and starts to pee herself, the dark stain spreading across the front of her denim shorts.